Vachon Imagined

Electricity is something that exists in us. We have many words for it—life, energy, aliveness, spirit. Different languages trying to point to the same movement.

And yet, people with more fixed ways of thinking often struggle with this kind of language. They prefer precision that can be measured, defined, contained. So when words like energy or life force are used, there can be resistance. An eye roll. A correction. A quick dismissal.

But the disagreement is often less about language itself and more about what the language implies—that something in us is not static.

Because in truth, everything in us is moving. The heart, the brain, the nervous system—electric currents running continuously through the body. Systems that can even continue briefly outside the body, until that current stops.

We are, in a very literal sense, animated by movement.

So whether we call it electricity, energy, life, or something else, the words are only pointing toward the same phenomenon: something that moves, shifts, disappears, and transforms into something else.

The difficulty is that naming it can feel threatening to people whose sense of self is built on stability. Fixed definitions create safety. Anything that suggests fluidity can feel like a challenge to that structure.

And that is where tension arises—not in the concept itself, but in what it unsettles.

Because to recognize oneness, something in us has to loosen its grip. The fixed sense of self begins to soften. And that process can feel disorienting, even frightening.

So people defend what is familiar. They push back against what feels too expansive. Not always out of rejection, but out of a need for stability.

In that sense, it is less about convincing others, and more about discernment—learning where your language can be received, and where it cannot.

Not everyone is open to what we are pointing toward.

And part of maturity is knowing when to step back, and when to simply move on toward those who can meet you where you are.